Hardcore Chef Dad

Everyone has been chatting for a long time without knowing it, and their mouths are a little dry at this time. Su Jinrong asked Feng Yifan and Su Ruoxi to go together and prepare some tea and snacks.

Yifan, bring some snacks and tea.

Feng Yifan and Su Ruoxi also agreed, and walked towards the back kitchen together.

When the couple was busy, Lin Ruifeng also sat down after being greeted by Lu Cuiling. After getting acquainted for a while, I got together with Zhuang Zhebin and chatted.

The three old people are still chatting together, recalling some past things, and talking about some changes and experiences of the city.

Zhuang Zhebin chatted with Lin Ruifeng, and began to pick up Lin Ruifeng's words, and wanted to ask Feng Yifan about the cooking process in the back kitchen.

Lin Ruifeng was a rather down-to-earth person. Hearing Zhuang Zhebin's curious inquiry, he told him everything he knew.

When Master first came back, he was busy in the back kitchen by himself, from morning to night, but Master would prepare every ingredient and ingredient in advance, so Master can handle it alone.

When Zhuang Zhebin heard this, he was actually not very interested. What he was more emotional about was Feng Yifan's specific cooking skills.

My uncle, he must be very good at knives and pyrotechnics.

Lin Ruifeng didn't realize that this was Zhuang Zhebin's intentional trick, asking him to tell about the situation in the back kitchen. Hearing this, he felt that Zhuang Zhebin looked down on Master, and immediately said seriously: Of course it's very good, Master's knife skills are excellent.

Zhuang Zhebin then asked: Oh, what about Yijue, can you talk about it in detail?

Lin Ruifeng first asked a rhetorical question: Have you ever seen chicken wings with rice?

Zhuang Zhebin nodded and said, What's so special about rice wrapped in chicken wings? Of course I've seen it before. I can do it too.

Lin Ruifeng continued to ask: Then, when you wrap the wings with rice, can you remove the bones of the wing tips without hurting the skin and flesh of the wing tips?

Zhuang Zhebin was taken aback when he heard this, and then asked: You mean, if you remove the bone from the tip of the chicken wing, it won't hurt the skin of the wing tip?

Seeing Zhuang Zhebin froze for a moment, Lin Ruifeng nodded proudly: Yes.

Startled again, Zhuang Zhebin hesitated for a while before shaking his head and said, I can't do this.

Lin Ruifeng was even more proud, raised his chin and said: My master can do it, and I saw it with my own eyes. The master removed the bones of the wings and the tips of the wings without hurting the chicken wings, and then made chicken wings for Ruoruo. eat.

Zhuang Zhebin is really a little confused, he is also learning how to cook from his grandfather and father, and he has also seen his grandfather cook with his own eyes. Like boning, he is also learning and practicing.

But Zhuang Zhebin really couldn't do it if he wanted to remove the center and tip of the chicken wings and ensure the integrity of the skin. He doesn't even know if his great-grandfather can do it

Before Zhuang Zhebin opened his mouth to ask, Zhuang Daozhong, who was sitting on the sidelines and overheard him, replied: It will take some effort for me to do this now.

Before Zhuang Zhebin came back to his senses, Zhuang Daozhong continued: Actually, this can be regarded as a basic skill. Our domestic cuisine often focuses on this fineness. The so-called never tires of food and fine meat.

Zhuang Zhebin felt that it was really the right time to ask for leave from school this trip and come with his great-grandfather.

At this moment, Feng Yifan and his wife came out with refreshments.

When the refreshments were placed in front of everyone, Zhuang Zhebin looked at the dim sum first and said, Hey, it's pea yellow. Unexpectedly, uncle, you can still make such traditional dim sum.

But Zhuang Daozhong looked carefully, and suddenly smiled and said: This is not pea yellow, it should be pea cake.

Feng Yifan nodded: Yes, it's pea cake. I incorporated some elements of Western-style dim sum. Please taste it, Master Uncle.

Lin Ruifeng looked very curious, because he had never seen it before, so he asked Zhuang Zhebin in a low voice: What is this pea yellow and pea cake?

When Zhuang Zhebin saw Lin Ruifeng asking himself, he immediately felt more honored, and felt that he finally had a chance to show himself. So first clear your throat,

Then I introduced it seriously.

Pea yellow is a traditional snack of Huangchenggen. After being improved by the imperial chef at that time, it became more delicate and soft. It is really delicious.

As Zhuang Zhebin said, he couldn't help but began to miss him.

He also introduced the production process to Lin Ruifeng. The whole process, from boiling the peas to mashing the peas with sugar to make a thick paste, was the same as what Lin Ruifeng saw his master did.

However, there is a difference in one step, that is, what Zhuang Zhebin said needs to be sieved to filter out impurities and large particles.

Lin Ruifeng couldn't help being surprised when he heard this: But I saw that when Master made this, he didn't go through the sieve.

Feng Yifan said with a smile: Because what I make is not pea yellow, but pea cakes that want to keep grains and have a chewy texture. Don't talk about it, let's try it.

After Zhuang Daozhong ate a piece, he was a little surprised: Oh, your pea cake is very special, it is added with fruit juice and fruit.

Feng Yifan nodded and said: Sure enough, I can't hide it from Master Uncle. That's right. I made a little improvement by adding fruit juice and fruit pieces in it, which makes it more sweet and sour, and can also reduce the amount of sugar.

Zhuang Daozhong nodded and said, Well, your method is very good. It is not only delicious, but also healthy.

Speaking of this, Zhuang Daozhong couldn't help but asked with a smile: You should make this for your daughter, right? Hehehe, all of you Su Ji love your daughter, so don't let your daughter learn to cook like my senior brother Su. what

Hearing this joke, Feng Yifan laughed: No, if my daughter really wants to learn in the future, I will naturally teach her.

Zhuang Daozhong nodded: Well, the times are different, and some changes are indeed needed.

While Zhuang Daozhong was speaking, Zhuang Zhebin quickly picked up the second piece and started to eat it.

Lin Ruifeng couldn't help but said, You've eaten too much, don't you eat all the master's cooking, otherwise you won't have anything to eat when you come back, you have to restrain yourself.

Zhuang Zhebin listened to three mouthfuls and made two mouthfuls, swallowed the pea cake in his mouth and said, I can't help it, this taste is really good.

Zhuang Daozhong also picked up the second piece and said: It really tastes good. It has a rustling chewy feeling and the sweetness of the fruit. It does not lose the tradition, but it also has fresh elements. It is delicious.

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, It's okay, you eat yours, he has already left it for his daughter, and the ones for her are different from what we eat.

Zhuang Zhebin couldn't help asking curiously: Is it still the same?

Su Ruoxi glanced at her husband and said: He who dotes on his daughter so much must cook better food for her, he can't be like us.

Seeing his wife making trouble, Feng Yifan could only say: You can't say that, didn't you eat the same food as your daughter?

Zhuang Zhebin yelled: Uncle, I should be considered a guest and I am a junior, can you give me a piece of the snack you made for your daughter?

Feng Yifan refused resolutely: No.

Zhuang Zhebin was taken aback by such a decisive rejection, and then asked: Uncle, we are also considered relatives, you are too straightforward.

Feng Yifan smiled and said: My daughter's food, without her consent, is definitely not allowed to be eaten by others.

Although Zhuang Zhebin was not reconciled, no matter how much he begged, he still couldn't get consent. In the end, I could only stare at the pea cake on the table, grab a piece and eat it to satisfy my greed.